Emily Steele
Poets have long spoken of morning’s golden hue.
The beauty of the bird’s first song
and the glistening of the dew
and all the expectation that comes with every morning new.
But have they walked these rooms and gazed upon the beauty of this space?
Or do they know what it’s like for me when the sun first touches my face?
Have they seen my kitchen
filled with sunlit prisms
Spots and streams of colorful gleams
that shine through my kitchen door?
They leaving me longing for the days on heaven’s shore
When all the hidden colors of light
will be revealed – for there is no night.
And in that glorious place,
We shall finally see His face
Light & Love together
and all the shadows erased.
May this morning psalm
Among this morning calm,
foretell the song of heaven
where one day I will dwell.
And may the Son of Heaven
The shadows of my soul dispel.
What a lovely poem and reflection to read and ponder!
Beautiful thoughts to ponder. Thank you
Only a heart in tune with their Savior could write down such beautiful words.
If the world only knew what glories and blessings God has for us each day here in this life, not to mention what He has in store for us eternally, they would run to Him. Praying that their eyes are opened before it’s too late and the deceits of the enemy are cast down. Beautiful Emily.